The Alliance / War of Beasts and Men

Drog-zan tribe

Rhagon and Mara returned to the Drog-zan tribe. Drogon came out to welcome his son return , but once he saw Rhagon , and the few thousand refuges with him , cold and depressed faces he realized that his mission at Black Horn did not end very well.

Rhagon was watching over the lines of the people he managed to get out of Black Horn. His father came and stood at his side.

" hello son. I saw you at the coast,,,,are you alright?"

" No father , I am not."

" What happened?"

" We managed to convince them to join us. But before we could get them all on the ships , they attacked us. The undead army and several powerful undead attacked the Black Horn and slaughtered everyone.,,,,,,,,,, it was a failure"

" No it was not."

" I went there to save them and I failed"

Drogon looked at the line of refuges.

" you did not fail him , or him ,,,,, or her. Everyone of them is alive because of you and no one else."

" YES, BUT FOR HOW LONG?! I saw the Reaper of Souls father. I saw it lead the attack on Black Horn. And once the massacre was over , it took it only a raising of the hand to turn tens of thousands of people into its undead soldiers!"

Drogon was very disturbed by the news. Especially about The Reaper that his son saw and the power it possessed. But he did not show any fear on his face because he did not wanted his son to fall in more despair by seeing him like that.

" We will discuss it tonight at the alliance council. I assure you my son , we will find a way to get through this , there were many calamities similar to this " Reaper " you saw in the history, but look around you , LIFE still exist!"

After hearing his father words , Rhagon felt a little ashamed that he allowed his emotions get the better of him. He looked at his father and said :

" Yes father , I am sorry that you had see me make a shameful display. I promise you that I will stand with you till the end. We will defeat The Reaper and it army"

The Alliance Council

The tribe leaders were all gathered together to discuss the treat of the undead army.

Rhagon and Mara explained the situation to everyone present. After they shared what they knew about the numbers of the undead army and the power of The Reaper and Its undead lieutenants and beasts , the faces of everyone turned grim.

" So what are we going to do? If we sit here and wait our destiny is not going be better than those who lived in Black Horn."

" I say we gather our full strength and march to the Broken castle with the aid of the dragons. We must destroy the undead army before it gets any larger"

"Have you heard nothing that we said to you?! Even if we manage to defeat the undead army we will be quickly outmatched once the Reaper and it Minions take the field"

" But you killed one of the white undeads , did you not?

" Yes , with Dragon Claw ,,,,,, I saw them shatter steel axes and swords like they were glass , but Dragon Claw is a powerful magic weapon left for us by the Great fire dragon lord. And even if we had several magic weapons like it , those undead minions are all on pair with me and likely my father in terms of strength and there are tens of them out there , not to mention the Reaper itself. I believe the Reaper is strong enough to even stand on pair with a dragon lord"

The Magelos tribe leader Nisara :

" We understand what you are saying. Our best divinations tried to spy on the undead army and she saw the Reaper and its minion. And the Reaper saw her too. it even managed to counter attack our best divination attempt through powerful and unknowns means. I am afraid after our clash with it we can risk another divination attempt on them"

The Zoastia leader Khalar vijan became upset by this comments and said :

" Then what do you suggest we do?! Wait here and let us all be wiped out?!"

Drogon:

" No , I believe we should gather our tribes together and ready ourselves for a full scale battle once they come to us , but of course the experience in Black Horn showed us that a direct battle is not in our favor , so we should go to the places that have strong fortification and fortress."

Rhagon :

" The Black horn had Natural defenses and a big wall to protect it , and yet the undead conquered that palace with ease! What use is it to go hide behind a wooden wall?!"

Drogon:

" I am not talking about our fortress, I am talking about cities that can hold us all in , cities that have tall and strong walls made out of stone and defenses that cannot breached with ease."

" but we do not have cities like that!"

" no we do not . but humans do."

The leaders all looked at Drogon.

" Are you talking about the cities of the humans dragon kingdom?"

" Yes , for centuries the beastmen tribes that live near the border of that kingdom have been raiding them . That is why the humans have built sturdy fortresses and walls of stone. If we can pursue the beastmen tribes to joins us and help us in conquering those cities , we can gain strong defensive positions when the undead come."

" But can we really count on their support? Most of them are savages and they just raid the kingdom for food. How can we convince them to help us?"

Khalar :

" I will go and talk to them. For centuries my people have worked together with them. I have a few friends in our local tribes in there. If I go there and tell them of the coming threat and convince them to join us , we can increase the number of our soldiers in the alliance to more than 100,000. It will be rather easy to conquer the kingdom cities and fortress. Because they dont have a strong army and there are few powerful beings within their ranks."

The Zoastia tribe often helped the beastmen tribes in their raids , not only because of food , but because they could sell their human captives to the dwarves as slaves in exchange for war gear.

Mara Cobrin :

" So we should go to a winnable war somewhere else in order to avoid a losing war , is that it ? I can say that I feel alright with this , but I dont suppose we have many other options."

Rhagon :

" But while we prepare ourselves for traveling to that kingdom , The Reaper might decide to attacks us before we can leave, you know? What do you propose we do about that?"

Drogon :

" There is no need to worry, I have just received word that the 3 old dragons who were promised to come to our aid have arrived. If the undead army attack us we will use their power to cover our retreat."

Khalar :

" Really? The dragons actually arrived to help us? Then that is one less thing to worry about. We should prepare ourselves for the travel immediately. I will go ahead of you to talk to them about you arrival."

Mara :

" Good luck with that , I will have my tribe rangers to scout our border near the east. If the undead make a move against us we will be notified."

Drogon :

" Then let us waste no more time in talking and get to work"

Everyone :

" YES!"

Before long , news begun to spread within the dragon kingdom. The beastmen tribes who were always raiding the dragon kingdom , Became united with several other demihumans and launched a full assault on the dragon kingdom territories.

Three major city fell to them and countless people were captured by the beastmen who in turn barbecued them in their banquets as food.

The Silent City

Its been several months that Malak al Moot came to this new world. She had spent her time gathering resources and creating an undead army. She had created about 600 mid tier undead soldiers. And even though her shadow demon spies were reporting to her every action that the demihuman alliance took , there was no mention of her father anywhere.

In fact she had decided that she should leave the beastmen nation and visit other countries in order to search for information. Her base , The Silent City was secure and there was no longer any need for her to remain in it all the time. Many of her undead creation were intelligent and she had also created several elder liches to oversee the affairs of the city and the broken castle in her absence.

" but where shall I go? I do not know anyone form anywhere. What can I do all on my own in a ,,,,,,,,,,,,,"

Suddenly , a voice ranged in her ear.

" Malak al Moot- dono? Can you hear me?"

The voice was somewhat familiar to her but she did not quiet remember it.

" Who is it ?"

" It is me . The adventure Asar. The man whose life you saved alongside several other people remember?"

" ah yes , it is you ! I am surprised to hear from you. I was beginning to think you had forgotten the job I asked you to do "

" There is no way I could forget about my savior or your request from me! Any way I contacted you through the MESSAGE scroll you gave to inform you of something. I am not certain if this what you were looking for but it might have something to do with the person you were looking for. If you can come to the adventure guild in the capital , I will explain everything ,,,,,,,,,,,,"

The message was terminated when its time limit ran out.

Malak was surprised to hear from Asar. She did not think he could actually be able to help her in her search.

But now that he contacted her , she decided to go see him with all haste.

If there was a clue about her father presence she would not miss it no matter how small it might be.

Author note : Your honest reviews will always be appreciated.

and for the record , while there was a lot of inspirations from game of thrones , this story is not going to copy an entire plot and story and retells it.

Next Chapter : Dance of Dragons (HaHaHa , I know right?!)